Tonight’s evening commute traveled right into my gym. For the first time, since I joined the gym, all of the treadmills were full. *sigh* That is what I get for arriving at 5:30 pm.
Fortunately, I wasn’t there for a run. I was there to do some weights. Running was just my preferred cardio activity. It wasn’t my only option.
I meandered over to the cycle section, climbed on, and stared at the screen. It took me a minute to get it going. Before long, I was pedaling away.
It didn’t take long for me to feel my legs. I began reading the machine. It did say cycle, but it also said something about stairs. I am not sure what it was. I do know that it was never easy. In fact, the harder I pedaled the harder it was. I think this machine may have been programmed to do that.
Twenty minutes later, I was happy to get off the beast and lift some weights. After a couple of sets, I could see and feel my muscles waking up.
I love that.